Moan for me

His sounds were music to her ears. A breath as she wrapped her hand around him, barely audible but her cunt clenched when she heard it.

“Don’t be shy.” Her thumb swiped at the weeping head. “It’s just us here.”

Don’t you know what I plan to do to you? She wanted to whisper in his ear as her hand moved down to the base of his cock then back up with a squeeze that made him shudder.

His eyes met hers when her head dipped to take him into her mouth. His desperate moan the beginning of her pleasure.


  1. elliott henry

    This is the type of little story where so much isn’t said. Do I take it at face value or give in to my imagination. Is she just enjoying pleasuring him or is there an ulterior motive?

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